If you like your local music smart, conscious, uplifting, and all kinds of other complimentary adjectives, then you’ve probably heard of Soulflower. If not, get with the program — she’s one of the few visible female MCs in the local underground circuit, and is dedicated to getting more women participating…
Way back in 1994, the New York Times shed light on a revolution going on in the University of Miami Architecture School, where a couple of brothers, Jorge and Luis Trelles, had started a six-week program of study in Central and South America. Students traveled to Guatemala, Mexico, and Colombia…
Ever loved your sugar pie honeybunny pookie bear soooo much that your relationship already felt like beautiful music? I guess that’s what Me She and Chris V of new local act BFGF were feeling, and they decided to express that feeling in song. And thus, the enamored couple (look, they…
*Transit Lounge in Miami hosts the En Tu Ciudad Tour, featuring the cross-cultural sounds of Suenalo, Minimal, and Radioboxer, with a DJ set by Eddie of Bachaco. Admission is free, but you’ll have to RSVP first at myspace.com/entuciudad. Click here for more details about the show. *Keep it d.i.y. and…
According to the National Institute of Neurological Disorders and Sroke, Batten disease is a fatal, inherited disorder of the nervous system that begins in childhood. Early symptoms of this disorder usually appear between the ages of 5 and 10, when parents or physicians may notice a previously normal child has…
Coconut Grove’s Bahamian roots run deep, and that comes as no surprise because the island chain lies as close as 50 miles off the Florida coast. Bahamian settlement in South Florida began in the late 1880s in the Keys and moved north to Dade, and now the Goombay Festival celebrates…
Nestled atop the Viceroy’s 50th floor, Club 50 arguably offers the most dizzying views of the Big Orange stretching from Biscayne Bay to the Everglades. The snazzy joint also boasts the highest outdoor pool in the city and a lounge tricked out in marble floors and sumptuous turquoise leather sofas…
New York has West Side Story. L.A. has Grease. Miami has Celia: The Life and Music of Celia Cruz. Point: Miami. No disrespect to Leonard Bernstein — an American legend — but 200,000 people didn’t attend his funeral. Celia wasn’t just the “Queen of Salsa”; she represented an entire idea…
We can thank Dubya’s inability to balance the nation’s checkbook for the term recessionista. We were fine with frugal and could even rock with tightwad or cheapskate if necessary, but the advent of the R-word took the power away from the only kind of “ista” we really want to be…
Just a few weeks ago, Florida Marlins fans were dreaming of glory and champagne showers, only to watch those dreams slowly devolve as our beloved ball club sunk into a black hole of utter craptitude. Fans went from fantasies of a National League Championship to an NL East first-place finish…
Many of you have seen the Jack Black and Mike White film of the same name, but who knew there was actually a pre-existing School of Rock? Founded in 1998 by Paul Green, a Philadelphia guitar teacher who ended up spending his Saturdays jamming with his students, School of Rock…
Since Lincoln Center already laid claim to the more assonantal title “Mostly Mozart” for its annual festival celebrating the music of the Salzburgian wunderkind, the Coral Gables Cultural Affairs Council went with the almost-as-good Mainly Mozart. But it’s more or less the same bag of wigs: multiple Mozart concerts over…
We’re bored with roaming the Earth on foot, but until the wings we ordered from SkyMall come in, we’re content with watching the limber members of the Animate Objects Physical Theater coast through the air like King James. Acrobats, stilt dancers, and aerialists will occupy the space above your head…
Donning costumes designed by the ghost of Freddie Mercury, the L.A.-based artist collective My Barbarian seems about as far from a group of art school hipsters as one can get. How many tortured MFA grads do you know who have the gall to get onstage wearing a rhinoceros horn dance…
Every time you see hordes of people pouring out of the Miami Beach Convention Center with lanyards flopping around their necks, you wonder, Why can’t I roam that huge hall wearing my name on a string? Usually you can’t because events are open to only important folks, but for just…
If you’re not excited about this Saturday’s Andre Berto vs. Juan Urango fight at Hard Rock Live, you’re (A) not into sports and (B) not proud of the 305. Winter Haven-born, Miami-raised Andre Berto is not only the undefeated WBC welterweight champion but also incredibly personable and down-to-earth. In short,…
At the turn of the millennium, the United States found itself on the brink of invasion — a Latin invasion. For Miamians, it was already passé, but imagine the horror of an Arkansas mother cooking mac ’n’ cheese in the kitchen while her children watched Ricky Martin gyrate in leather…
Time to strap on the feedbag, Coral Gables. Not the industrial-size one you bring to Uncle Tom’s Barbeque, but the smaller, leather one embossed with the Louis Vuitton logo — the one specifically designed to catch tuna tartare, bacon-wrapped figs, and drops of Chianti. That’s right, Taste of the Gables…
Your rebel spirit will atrophy and crumble into a cloud of dust if you don’t feed it. The meal to save that shrinking segment of your soul: like-minded people who are resistant to the big-box theories of American culture. There’s no better place to meet these kindred spirits than at…
Hipsterism is a devilishly tricky game. It’s all about transforming your day-to-day life into an almost unmanageable mountain of MP3 mixtapes, limited-edition T-shirts, social networking, and 24/7 self-promotion. Other than your cherished laptop, the best portal to this kind of advanced 21-century living is the recently resurrected club night Misfit…
Cancel the time machine — famed 18th-century Parisian nightclub Chat Noir has been reborn at the Catalina Hotel’s Maxine’s Bistro & Bar. Each Thursday, Collins Avenue will be infected by the spirit of debauchery that the legendary nightclub invented, only instead of the Parisian art world’s cognoscenti performing on a…
Sam Raimi wants to go home again. Often a drifting virtuoso in the years before finding his Spider-Man gig, with Drag Me to Hell Raimi defaults to the horror romps that made his name (namely, the Evil Dead trilogy), bringing the old barreling camera and viscous ickiness back and serving…
